I am a child of the
70s. As a late baby boomer I experienced much of the 60’s counter
culture. However I had the advantage to see the effects of the
unbridled freedom on many of those who abandoned themselves in it and
the inevitable consequences served as a warning for me.

Free love and free drugs were the motto of
the times in which I grew from childhood to adolescence. I had many a
friend who never made it to adulthood and if they did, by the time of
this writing they are more than likely consigned to the care of a
nursing home or an adult care facility.

Johnny
was a friend of mine who at the time would do any drug that passed his
way. He loved getting high and it did not matter what kind of high or
altered experience it was that said chemical induced. His tastes ran
the gambit of the day, from uppers to downers from weed to Mescaline.
If you knew of the current drug of the day Johnny had been there and
done that, and would offer his sage advice to any stoner who wished to
avoid a bad experience with the current drug fad of the time.

One
night after a long evening of partying and mixing of various
pharmaceuticals he went home to sleep his buzz off. In his basement
bedroom he listened to some relaxing music and shut off the lights. He
did not know how long it was before a loud sound roused him from his
half slumber. With a quick flip of a switch his night light came on and
he sat up to see what had caused the commotion.

That was when he saw the thing scurry across the floor.

It
had quickly made its way from the bathroom to behind a pile of clothes
to the left of his bed. He could barely discern what exactly it was but
it was small, short and bipedal. It ran faster than his cat and had
made the 4 foot run in a split second. It was also very dark.

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